Needless to say, he was mesmerized by all the people, the narrow aisle, the seat belt, the tray tables. You name it, he touched it. Going to Midland, he sat in a middle seat, in between a really sweet older woman (whom I think was an attorney; or she was just reading trade magazines for fun) and me. We looked at the stars in the sky and all the pretty lights until landing. He rocked.
Coming home from Midland, I was WAY more worried about Luke being still, as he had a few gummy worms before boarding the plane. He trampled onto the plane, not afraid at all! Picked a seat and sat by the window. What a BIG boy! He loved looking out the window at the wing and pointing out all the trees. Towards the end of the flight, I could tell he was getting a little sleepy...Landing gear down. Luke is dead to the world. Of course. It was so cute. He did so awesome and I am thankful to have a great little traveler!
